Book – The long goodbye by Raymond Chandler

No way has yet been invented to say goodbye to them
Words aren’t enough, neither are gestures of grandeur
How can you bid goodbye to them,
those who you never want to leave?

Would a word be enough to contain all the feelings
they made you feel in a little span of time?
Would a word contain in itself the love
they gave you in your life?

Would a hug be long enough to keep them close?
Just to have the pleasure of being with them once more?
Would a hug be enough to plead them to stay?
Just to have another moment with them?

Would a feast in their honor be grand enough?
For someone who made you feel things you never felt before?
Would a song sing all those moments
When their mere presence was enough to keep going on?

Would a poem express their awe-inspiring words?
Would a ballad be enough to show them their greatness?
Would a dance tell them their importance?
Or would they all just be incomplete?

What shall I do, now that you have decided to leave?
If it were up to me, I shall hold you close
O, What shall I do, now that you have to leave?
My pleas won’t make you reconsider

Alas, I must accept my fate
A life to be led without your presence in it
I must be strong at the moment of parting
Maybe your presence was the only thing holding me together

No way has yet been invented to say goodbye to them
Words aren’t enough, neither are gestures of grandeur
How can you bid goodbye to them,
those who you never want to leave?

-Surya T